I thought I was going to put myself into labor last night laughing at his analysis of Mario Lopez' interview with Barack Obama. OMG, I haven't laughed that hard in, I don't know, MONTHS at the very least. He really is one of the funniest people on the planet.
In other news, I've chilled way out about this baby. Though, interestingly enough, that decision to chill out completely coincided with being finished at work....Hmmmm...Could hating my job so much really have been making that big a difference to my psyche? Well duh. So yeah, I'm huge and uncomfortable but am pretty much ok with being 39 weeks along and not really trying to push anything. Which is a good thing because my body has made it pretty clear that it's not finished baking this little guy yet.
Speaking of the little guy, we're still not sure on the name. We'd been feeling a little railroaded into using at least part of my father's name because he's a narcissist (great reason, yeah?) and felt obligated to massage his wounded and fragile ego a little; but more and more I'm just not feeling the need. Especially when there are so many great names out there of which his is not one...
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